Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

HOWARD: And the next stop, St James's Park station.
There is something, I knew it rang a bell!
Sherlock!
No, it isn't.
- It's all right. - No, he's my friend.
Not at all.
- Use your mind palace! - How will that help?
I'm a bloody doctor!
Hmm, well, yes.
(GROANING)
(CLEARING THROAT)
(DISTANT INDISTINCT CHATTER)
We managed to see St Paul's, the Tower,
(RUMBLING)
- Don't read that. - Famous blog, finally.
So, what's this all about, Mr. Shilcott?
I'm just passing the time.
It worked perfectly.
(BABY CRYING)
Gosh, you don't know anything about human nature, do you?
It's just as plausible as some of your theories.
All the chatter, all the traffic concurs,
Sherlock was not my boyfriend.
Male, 40 to 50.
- "Remember, remember." - "Gunpowder, treason and plot!"
and, uh, I found something a bit bizarre.
What?
Yes, of course I forgive you.
- No. - You're dead.
will be too close to call, MPs are now making their way
- "Like Larry Grayson?" - Larry Grayson?
Not that you've ever spoken to a woman with short hair,
Weight loss, hair dye, Botox, affair.
(SIGHING)
You deserve it.
Hi, yeah, I'm looking for a bottle of champagne.
I am on the case, we're both on the case,
I had a lovely day. I'd love to, I just, um...
I can't believe it. I just can't believe it!
But he won't be there, not tonight.
- Especially his glasses. - Glasses.
It wasn't just my reputation that Moriarty needed to bury. I had to die.
(CLOCK TICKING)
Middle age, brother mine.
and that journey took 10 minutes.
That's not a sentence you hear every day.
We had nothing else to go on, until we met other children.
it's a church.
I work on the Tube, on the District Line
SHERLOCK: John!
- Yeah. - Yeah.
- This is the bomb. - What?
Why would he be? It's been two years.
What's his name?
One of our men died getting this information.
He never liked me dusting.
no, because Sherlock Holmes thinks it's a perfectly okay thing to do!
Moriarty's network. Took me two years to dismantle it.
SHERLOCK: Now, stay exactly where you are.
utterly defeated me, then he'd show his hand.
And only six carriages arrive at St James's Park.
Two years.
Sherlock!
- John. - Sorry, you're busy.
(SOBBING)
Let's do deductions.
- We were interrupted last time. - Yeah.
John?
"What are you talking?"
Penny for the Guy?
- This one's got us all baffled. - Hmm, I don't doubt it.
- It's a skip code. - (BEEPING)
Something staring me in the face.
- Go on. - Yes, I will.
Oi! Oi! You can't go down there!
Oh.